Force and force. Will and will. Story and story collided.

It was a colossal collision of light I’d never seen in my life. Something flashed before my eyes, my vision went out for a moment, then came back.

Someone screaming. The sound of ragged breathing. The smell of something burning.

And when I opened my eyes again—

“Overlord!”

I saw Anna Croft, rolling around in the dust, reaching a hand toward this side.

What the hell happened?

A gush of story poured out of Yoo Joonghyuk’s mouth. A bad feeling hit me.

Damn it, did we fail?

“We succeeded.”

As if he’d read my mind, Yoo Joonghyuk answered flatly.

Zeus’s lightning, spread like fog, scattered, and I could see an empty hole torn open in midair. A trace of the Soul-Extinguishing Divine Spear tearing through space as it flew.

Between the sparks of exploding lightning, I saw Zeus’s incarnation body with one arm and his side blown away.

[Constellation, ‘Lightning Throne,’ has received a tremendous shock to his incarnation body!]

“Now.”

With Yoo Joonghyuk’s words, I released [Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint]. My soul returned to my body, and sparks rippled across my entire frame.

Clenching my aching muscles, I staggered toward the passageway opposite us.

Zeus, noticing me, fired lightning with what was left of his half-incarnation body. Yoo Joonghyuk stepped in and blocked it. Even as his skin charred black, he never took his eyes off me.

“Go! I can’t hold him long!”

Of course. Even if it was only half of Zeus, myth-grade was myth-grade. He wasn’t an opponent Yoo Joonghyuk could stall alone. And on top of that, the other side was still under the protection of a “giant nebula.”

Anna Croft, standing beside Yoo Joonghyuk as he grit his teeth with bloodshot eyes, joined in.

“Go, Cheon Inho.”

If Anna Croft said that, it meant she could endure somehow with her [Future Sight].

I immediately activated [Path of the Wind] and started running.

—No matter what happens on the way, keep running to the end. At the end of the straight line is the engine room.

I trusted Yoo Joonghyuk’s words and ran.

Sure enough, around the middle of the corridor, the scenery around me warped and a new world unfolded.

The “Final Ark” was a stage that gathered each nebula’s “giant story.” So there was no choice but for different worldviews to be mixed together.

As I ran down the corridor, I ran through Tartarus of <Underworld>, ran through a temple of <Olympus>, and crossed Bifrost of <Asgard>.

[Chase him! Catch the bastard!]

Before long, Constellations chasing me appeared from somewhere.

Had Yoo Joonghyuk and Anna Croft been pushed back?

The sound of Zeus’s thunderbolts that had been far away was steadily drawing closer. For an instant, my vision flashed—then someone shoved me aside and took the lightning in my place.

“Go, disciple.”

When the hell had they entered the Ark?

Cheok Jun-gyeong. And Kyrgios were there.

“If you’re a disciple of the Baekcheong Sect, you can run faster than that.”

At Kyrgios’s words, I nodded.

[Story, ‘Successor of the Eternal Name,’ begins its story.]

The moment Kim Dokja’s story settled into me, [Bookmark] activated in my head. I immediately placed “Kyrgios Rodgraim” into the bookmark.

<Since big and small ultimately depend on the perception of existence, one who can freely control that domain of cognition can be said to be the greatest.>

[‘Bookmark’ has been activated!]

[Your understanding of this person is considerable!]

Was this the payoff for listening to all that difficult talk?

[Your enlightenment increases due to the effect of ‘Pedantic Martial Arts Dumplings’!]

Or maybe it was the effect of that weird dumpling I’d eaten back then.

[The level of that character is too high to reproduce the skill in full.]

[The level of the activated skill is forcibly adjusted.]

Kim Dokja’s main skill. Baekcheong’s bright light soon covered my whole body.

[Exclusive ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ skill, ‘Electrification (Electric Humanization) Lv.10’ has been activated.]

[Your current body composition differs from that character’s body composition.]

[With your current body composition, you cannot use ‘Electrification.’]

[A powerful skill penalty is encroaching on your body!]

Of course. [Electrification] was originally a technique only a “Small Person” could use.

But—

[Your ‘grade’ overcomes the skill penalty!]

If the caster’s “grade” exceeded a certain level, even someone who wasn’t a Small Person could use [Electrification] temporarily.

Kugugugugugu!

And with destructive power several times greater than the original.

[Kyaaaaaaak!]

The Constellations blocking my way burned like moths and fell.

[W-what is that!]

I had already spent my mental strength on [Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint], so I couldn’t maintain [Electrification] for even ten seconds. But with just those ten seconds, I could cover quite a distance.

Kudduk.

Cheon Inho’s knee, unable to endure [Electrification]’s power, buckled with a dull crunch. [Bookmark] vanished. I kept running, limping on my injured knee.

The Constellations who hadn’t been swept up by the storm of [Electrification] began charging toward me again.

The engine room still wasn’t in sight.

What should I do? Use [Agitation]? Or use [Bookmark] once more? Or—

“Get a grip. One who deceived the stars.”

The man who spoke was an unexpected figure. Supporting me, he walked about a dozen steps, then released his grade toward the Constellations rushing in.

“If you die, the last of humanity dies too. Are you going to make my efforts meaningless?”

It was the Blood Demon, revived by my [Lion Summoning].

The Blood Demon’s corpses, who had entered the Ark with us, charged clumsily into the Constellations.

Even as arms were torn off and thighs burst, the Blood Demon didn’t yield, shouting,

“Go. Go and prove that humanity survived to the end.”

Then came the sound of the Blood Demon’s corpses being ripped apart. Unceasing lightning from the enraged sky. The moment I thought that this time, even I couldn’t dodge it—

“Evil Sophist.”

This time, someone carried me on their back. At the same time, the falling lightning lost its way and scattered.

“My ability can only last five minutes here.”

‘The Vanishing One,’ Ye Hyeonwoo.

His skill that erased existence was finally shining in the Final Scenario.

The Ten Evils I had revived just before coming here were there.

Gyeong Se-in, shouting as he guarded the path I’d come down. Lee Dansu, setting traps. I even saw Kang Ilhun spreading a false rumor—“Cheon Inho ran off the other way!”

At last, a small door appeared at the end of the corridor.

Ye Hyeonwoo, whose skill duration had ended, set me down and said,

“It’s good you didn’t vanish this time.”

Leaving those words behind, Ye Hyeonwoo fought the Constellations together with the remaining Ten Evils.

I looked at their backs for a moment.

Had Cheon Inho ever seen the same scene I was seeing? That bastard who shoved me into this rift—what was he thinking now, watching this story?

Then, the cold feel of a handle curled into my hand.

[The ‘myth-grade Constellations’ affiliated with the Final Ark are shocked!]

The moment I opened the door, the intoxicating scent of story washed over me.

In the center of the room, the “power” that condensed the most dazzling story of this worldline was glowing yellow. The “story core” I’d been searching for all along.

Without hesitation, I reached out toward the story core.

[You have acquired the ‘story core.’]

If I destroyed this, the Final Scenario would end.

[Some ‘myth-grade Constellations’ attempt to sway you!]

[Giant nebula, <Asgard>, wishes to offer you an opportunity to ‘board the Ark’!]

[Giant nebula, <Veda>, proposes a seat in <Lokapala>!]

...

Messages from myth-grade Constellations surged into my head.

“If I was going to stop here, I wouldn’t have started.”

[Many ‘myth-grade Constellations’ warn that if you don’t stop immediately…!]

With all my strength, I slammed down on the story core. Maybe because it was condensed story, the core didn’t break easily.

I hit it again, and again.

Cracks began to spread little by little across the story core.

[Constellation, ‘Lightning Throne,’ spews terrifying rage toward you!]

Zeus’s thunderbolt, belatedly, pierced the engine room and detonated.

Even as I felt the pain of my body burning, I laughed.

“It’s already too late, you bastard.”

The moment I struck the core one last time, something shattered with a sharp sound. The enormous story the Constellations had gathered to cross worldlines poured out, and a pillar of light surged toward the heavens.

[Someone has achieved the clear condition of the ‘Final Scenario’!]

[The plausibility of <Star Stream> is undergoing violent upheaval!]

[The entrance to the sealed wall has opened!]

When I blinked again, I was in a completely different place.

A gigantic wall of text wrapping around my vision.

I realized where this was.

<He couldn’t tell whether it was his own thought, or a record written on the wall. The only thing he was certain of was that everything he thought, said, and did was being written on the wall before his eyes.>

I’d finally arrived.

<There was the ‘Final Wall’ there.>

When I slowly brought my hand to the wall, [The Fourth Wall] reacted.

[Exclusive skill, ‘The Fourth Wall,’ has been activated!]

[The ‘Final Wall’ permits your existence.]

It felt like my body seeped in like liquid, and before I knew it, I was inside the wall. Steadying my staggering body, I looked around.

A room made of hologram monitors shining brilliantly. A room I knew—one I had experience describing in detail.

<There was the ‘Goblin King’ there.>

It was dozens of times larger than an ordinary dokkaebi. No matter how you looked at it, a dokkaebi that seemed morbidly obese.

Had it been eating something right up until I came in?

Chewing something with its mouth full, it turned its huge head and looked at me.

[Huh? What’s this?]

The eyes of the one who had watched “scenarios” the longest.

For a moment, I was overwhelmed by that gaze and lost my words.

The Goblin King slowly rose, belly fat wobbling, stood before me, then lowered its head and began examining me.

[How did you get here? This isn’t a place permitted to you.]

The Goblin King’s huge finger touched down on the top of my head. Even though one press would have burst my body, I couldn’t move a single finger.

With a light crackle of sparks, an interested expression appeared on the Goblin King’s face.

[Look at this. This isn’t a normal worldline.]

Just by placing a single finger on me, the Goblin King seemed to understand how I existed here.

[Using a real life to make a refined fake… how could you— Ah, I see. You are.]

With a small exclamation, the Goblin King nodded.

[An existence that ‘couldn’t be otherwise.’]

I tried, somehow, to open my mouth. To ask something.

But my lips wouldn’t part. As if “everything after this story is already decided,” my body wouldn’t move at all.

As if sensing my state, the Goblin King laughed.

[Everything is already written, and at the same time, is being written. You came to confirm this worldline’s ‘true ending.’]

Smiling kindly, the Goblin King handed me a single fragment of story.

[This is what you were looking for, small and wondrous star.]

And the moment I grasped that story—

The world’s stage went dark.

[You have successfully cleared all tasks of the ‘time rift’!]

[All ‘Recorders of Terror’ sigh at your astonishing interpretation.]

[The ‘Recorders of Terror’ are discussing your interpretation reward.]

[The ‘Great King of Terror’ rises from the throne.]

...

[■■-grade terror, the ‘Evil Sophist’’s ‘Final Chapter’ is playing.]

Upon the “Final Wall,” the old ending of the 40th regression began to be written.